"What! You can't-" Asano said.
"I did." his father interrupted, an amused expression on his face.
"But-"
"No excuses. You may go out of my office now. You are not welcome to come again. After all, Class 3E students are not allowed to do so, and you are one of them now." He smirked at the fuming Asano as he made his way out of the door, sulking but unable to do anything. He did enjoy power!
—-
Asano could not believe any of his senses. Not his eyes as they delivered the picture of the yellow balloon to his mind nor his ears as he was told that this cartoon could possibly destroy the earth and will do so next March. And he was meant to assassinate this creature? He could not believe this change in Karma. And Karma! That pompous brat was in his class as well! So much for that foolish bet!
Asano found his way to his new class. "What a poor building! And they call this a classroom?" he thought as he entered the wooden room filled with old tables and chairs and a small blackboard.
He sat down at an unnamed table in the last row waiting for the students to arrive. He was exactly on time as usual but apparently the Class 3E made it a point to be late. Even the octopus wasn't here! The first student to enter was a blue haired boy, whom Asano remembered as Nagisa. He snorted as a superior expression settled on his face. These kids didn't even look his level. They never did!
Soon, the class filled up with chatter as minutes passed and students came in one after the other. But their teacher was still not there.
"I wonder where Koro Sensei is." Kayano said and as if on cue, a yellow blur flashed into the room and their teacher was suddenly standing in front of the blackboard. "Oh, me, oh, my!" Koro Sensei exclaimed. "I am so very late! It was that alarm! I set it at 8 instead of 7! And you know I can't get up from those cinema theaters if there is no one to stop me!" The class smiled at their teacher and suddenly a knife went whizzing past the head and was neatly caught by the octopus in a white napkin. "A little faster, Hiroto, that's it." the orange haired boy smiled and went back to taking books out of his bag.
Asano sat back down, dazed. That was fast. Both the creature and the knife. And that wasn't even one of the well known members of the End class!
The class started and went on pathetically slow for Asano. He had done these thangs last month! Soon, the superior expression made its way back to his face as he looked down upon the Class. He was obviously not part of the class, and he would surely go back because of his excellent grades!
Finally, the class ended and the octopus went out holding another knife in a white napkin, this time thrown by Okano and several pink rubber bullets on the floor.
Asano scowled at the yellow figure and waited patiently for the next teacher to arrive. A tall young woman with flowing platinum hair and an incredibly exposing outfit entered the class.
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"Good Morning,Bitch Sensei!" the class called as a whole. "Wait- they are allowed to call their teacher that?!" Asano thought, horrified.
"Shut up, you brats! Anyways, today we are going to do a one on one communication exercise, so get in pairs. You know what to do." she said before turning her eyes on Asano.
"Asano- kun, I believe?" she questioned. "Yes, Miss Irina." he said politely.
"Learn some manners, pests!" the woman cried and Asano smirked at the comparison.
"Well, it seems you have been left out. Well, no problem, you will do the exercise with me." It was true, all the pairs had been formed and Asano was the odd one out. "So, seduce me." Bitch Sensei said. Asano stood for a few minutes, thinking if he had misheard his teacher, but then he looked around and caught phrases of the other students' conversations and realized that is exactly what they were trying to do except in english! The woman was still waiting and so he ventured anyway, "You- are p-pretty?" he tried.
"Really?" Bitch Sensei replied. "That's all you've got?"
"Nakamura!" she turned and called. The blond came forward with a playful expression on her face, her hands swinging by her side. "Yes, Bitch Sensei?" she questioned as Karma, with whom she had been practicing with also came to stand near, to watch the drama. Their teacher scowled at the name but continued, "You are going to demonstrate to this hopeless boy and hopefully make him learn something. So, Nakamura, seduce me." she repeated.
The girl raised an eyebrow, an amused smirk on her face. "Not that I mind." she shrugged and flipped her hair before starting.
"Well, what do we have here?" she said. "Might just be the prettiest woman I have ever seen." her voice was low and bewitching. "And would you look at those hairs!" she suddenly appeared behind Bitch Sensei, running a hand through the long wavy locks. "You look absolutely ravishing, believe me. Now, I think we should have the rest of the conversation somewhere else, perhaps a bed or a dark closet, don't you?" her finger trailed gently down her teacher's arm and the other draped over her shoulder as she looked up at her, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
The rest of the students were now forming a circle around the two, enjoying the show.
"That should be enough." Bitch Sensei said, moving away from the teenager as the rest of the class sniggered. A faint pink was visible on her cheekbone, informing Nakamura that her task was accomplished. "That is how it's done, boy. Understood?" she asked, addressing Asano.
But he was just too horrified to say anything. What the hell just happened?! Is this what he would have to face and do in this class?! And why would you ever need to have such a conversation with anyone? He voiced his last question and got a mocking glance from the rest of the class. "Don't you get it, Mr. High and Mighty?" Karma answered his question. "We are training to be assassins at this class, not stuck up nobodies like you."
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Asano sat at the cafeteria of the small building, playing with his lunch. The other students had already formed groups and were chatting happily while enjoying their food. Karma, Nagisa, Nakamura, Manami, Tomohito and Yukiko sat together. "Well, fools stick together." Asano thought just as the yellow octopus also entered the cafeteria and sat down at another table.
"Satisfied your sweet tooth yet, Koro Sensei?" Nakamura called. "Nuruhuhuhu! These are special sweets from Belgium, Nakamura! One of a kind!" he boasted before going into a deep analysis of sweets across the world.
"Well, Koro Sensei, I also want one!" Manami said, taking one of the rich dark chocolate cubes.
"Ah!" Koro Sensei cried. "You could have asked at least." he said, tears streaming down his face.
Manami laughed at the scene her teacher was creating over one chocolate. She made slight eye contact with Taiga and suddenly a photograph came flying into Koro Sesnei's face. He only had to glance at it before turning a bright pink and burning his head in his tentacles. "I GAVE YOU POPSICLES!" he cried at a grinning Taiga.
Manami took the chance to take out a small syringe and injected a silver liquid into one of the chocolates. She quickly hid the syringe again and made his way back to the table.
"Huh? What is in that photo Koro Sensei?" Karma and Nakamura cornered the poor octopus and tried peeping into the photo. Koro Sensei was out in a flash and came back a second later now back to his normal yellow. "No one will be able to find that ever. I am safe now!" he cried, oblivious to the excited chatter in the room.
He picked up the chocolates and started munching on them one by one. Suddenly, he stopped and a loud heartbeat rang through the room. The students, especially Manami, looked up in anticipation, wondering if their plan had succeeded. Their teacher's face convulsed slightly before it turned an interesting shade of green and whiskers sprouted from above his smile.
"Oh dear! Not mercury either! I thought it was supposed to be highly poisonous!" Manami sighed, staring at Koro Sensei in disappointment. "Better luck next time, Manami!" Nagisa said, patting her gently on the shoulder.
"Amazing new look, Koro Sensei!" Hitoro called. The octopus chuckled.
"Well done, Manami. Much more assassin- like this time!" Koro Sensei complimented.
"Jeez, thanks, Koro Sensei!" The girl's face lit up as she smiled sweetly on receiving her teacher's praise.
Asano looked at this show with confused thoughts running in his mind. "What? They take failure so lightly! Just smile it off? What would father say?"